A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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MAN SE SWIKAR

एक पहल रिश्ते की ओर (कविता का शीर्षक )

Tujhe khawab hi me dekhun...

Tujhe Khawab Hi Me Dekhun Ye Bharam Bhi Aj Toota...

Tere Khawab Kese Dekhun Mujhe Neend H

At the Mid Hour of Night
At the mid hour of night, when stars are weeping, I fly
To the lone vale we loved, when life sho

Me
Can't you see
The pain in my eyes?
But this is me
And my life.
If you hold me close
Y

The Mirror

My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,

for today I discovered an old man starin

AAP KA INTZAAR

Ab humein neend nahi aati,

Bas ek dastoor hai jo nibhana padta hai,

Subah hone hi

Bestest Best Friend Forever And Always

You are there when I need you

You always have my back

You uplift me when I'm sad<

My Love I'll Go Anywhere With You

Let's run away.

I don't care where.

It doesn't matter,

As long as you're

To You I Promise

My love for you is unconditional and enduring.

To you, I promise to always be reassuring.

What If We Were Really True?

What if we were really true

And said everything we thought

Could we then stop fee